Chapter 1109

"Mr. Shakshewski, this is not the NCAA, this is the NBA that focuses on the survival of the fittest! If he wants to stay here and make a lot of money, he will have to face more severe tests. ”

Coach K also nodded again and again when he heard this, and he also agreed with Lamar's words very much, and he could also see that during the two days of training, as long as he appreciated Milicic a little, that simple guy would immediately his tail.

Although he didn't dare to be rude to those seniors, he had already begun to call at Ariza and Nelson, two first-year rookies.

"This must be slapped to death!" Coach K made a secret decision in his heart, and in his eyes, Dacomilisic's physical fitness and outstanding talent still made him difficult to let go. Although the top spot is not as stunning as the top pick LeBron James, this big man still has the capital to succeed in the NBA.

Milicic, who returned to the game, was obviously stared at by Lamar a little bit and played timidly after coming on. Although the attention is obviously much more focused, there is no bright spot.

"Parallel goods, what are you doing stupidly? Do you think you're a philanthropist?"

Lamar let out another shout, Milicic had already been given a chance to play alone, but he didn't know why he chose to pass. Although Salmons hit a three-point shot from the outside, it still caused Lamar's displeasure.

By now, everyone could see that Lamar was eyeing Milicic.

Milicic felt like he was about to lose his feet on the pitch at the moment, not because he was tired, he had only just played less than five minutes in this game.

It was Milicic's first competitive game since joining the Knicks, but it didn't leave him with any good memories. Even after the game was over, Lamar's demonic image, the demonic roar, still rang in his ears from time to time, as if he was doing something wrong.

After more than a decade of playing basketball, Milicic now suddenly feels like he's about to forget what basketball is.

Gradually, Milicic felt as if Lamar was targeting him.

When he joined the Knicks this summer, Milicic knew Lamar didn't appreciate him, and he came to the Knicks just as an addition to Prince.

Although Lamar is just a player like him, one of them is a king and the other is a parallel product. Milicic has no choice but to fantasize about relying on his own efforts, getting Lamar's approval, and using his performance to prove that he is worthy of this team.

At that time, he thought that he could gain the trust of the head coach and Lamar as soon as possible by training hard, but when he entered the rotation lineup, he was ruthlessly relegated to the NBDL.

During his time in the NBDL, Milicic was scared, very scared, for fear that he would be cut by the impatient Knicks. Eventually, he finally came back, and he's still on the Knicks.

Tonight was his first game for the Knicks. Coach K told him before the game that he would be sent on the field for this game.

In Milicic's vision, the game should be perfect, a stage of its own, the starting point of the king's first journey, and the birthplace of his conquest of the League.

But now the black man didn't dare to fantasize about anything anymore, he just wanted to end this game as soon as possible and leave this place as soon as possible. He didn't know what to do, he wanted to get off the field, but the constant roar behind him made him unable to stop his steps, so he could only keep running, constantly trying to avoid making mistakes, and constantly regulating his every move, in order to stop the damn voice.

Originally, Milicic admired Lamar very much, and when he decided to participate in the draft last year, he also fantasized about playing all games with Lamar and playing for the same team.

When he was drafted by the Detroit Poke Tournament with the second pick, his excitement almost exploded, but the excitement didn't last long before it faded.

Because the team's head coach Larry Brown doesn't seem to want to see him, he knows this very well, but at that time he was still lucky, still thinking that he would prove his strength with practical actions, and fantasized that one day he could be entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Larry Brown.

It's a pity that this is a whole season. What I am waiting for is not a heavy responsibility, but an endless bench career, and what I am waiting for is the title of the parallel trade list. Milicic was then sent to the Knicks as an add-on.

Just when Milicic thought it was time to turn and his career was about to clear the clouds and see the moon, the Knicks gave him a slap in the face in public.

At this moment, Milicic's heart was full of grievances. Once a basketball genius comparable to LeBron James, the much-anticipated Sabonis inheritor has now become a recognized parallel commodity to the outside world.

Now he is being reprimanded by Lamar in front of so many fans. It seems that everything he does is wrong, and he will be scolded for everything he does, and the basketball he once loved has now become a little annoying in Milicic's heart.

"Boy, what are you stunned about? Is this the place for you to walk?Run, don't tell me you're so stupid that you can't even run now!" Lamar shouted again. Other teammates were returning to the defense, and Milicic was stunned in place, and his appearance became synonymous with idiocy in the eyes of the fans at the scene.

Milicic muttered a couple of words and ran towards his half with his head down. As a result, before he could get to the basket and get in position, the Houston Rockets' offense was over.

Joan Barry misses an outside shot, and Anderson grabs the rebound.

Seeing this, Milicic could only run back with his head down, he was not fast, and he was not the kind of dexterous big man.

As a result, the Knicks' offense did not wait for him, Salmons did not take credit after getting an opportunity on the outside, but passed the ball to the completely unguarded Nelson on the other side, who hit a three-point shot.

At this time, Milicic had just run to the three-second zone of the Houston Rockets, and when he saw this, he could only shake his head helplessly, turn around and run back again.

Suddenly, Milicic had a feeling that he had been abandoned by his teammates, that he was completely isolated from the Knicks as a whole, that he was just a decoration and didn't do anything at all.

He didn't understand why, and it wasn't until Lamar's scolding rang out again that Milicic realized that he was being isolated by his teammates, as if the reason was this Lamar.

Lamar is the leader of the Knicks, the king of New York, and no one here dares to disobey his opinion. The life and death of each player is in Lamar's hands, and if Lamar hates one person so much, this boredom can easily spread to the whole team.

Finally, before the end of the third quarter, Milicic got a shot under the basket.

Behind Milicic at this point was Kevin Cato.

The parallel trade list tentatively bumped backwards, but when he acted, he seemed a little lacking in confidence, and as soon as he collided, before Cato could react, he impatiently turned around and made a layup to end the fight as soon as possible.

"Bastard, what are you running away from? Are you still afraid that guy is going to poke your asshole? Bastard, can't you just be tougher, or are you born a softass?"

Lamar's angry scolding rang out again, and Milicic only felt his scalp tingle. No one wants to be called a softie, and that's what Milicic hates the most. He has excellent physical fitness, his strength is not weak, and the most important thing is that he also has a good hand under the basket and a strong ability to play alone with his back.

To be honest, Milicic's talent is really good, otherwise he wouldn't have beaten one genius to become the star of last year. It's a pity that he was unlucky and went to the Detroit Pistons, who are not short of interior players, and the head coach is still a stubborn old man who is not good at developing rookies, Larry Brown.

At this point, Milicic was roaring in his heart: Why should I be called a clown? Why should I be scolded? Isn't it basketball? Isn't it just Cato? What's the big deal?

Thinking of this, Milicic danced his arms and squeezed Cato, who was about to scramble for rebounds, to the side. Then the parallel bargain eye yelled, jumped up and grabbed the rebound in his arms.

Jim Jackson had already rushed over, trying to make a mark on the top of the parallel list. But it's a pity that he found the wrong time, his small body couldn't stop Milicic's brute force at all, obviously his hand was already on the basketball, but it was violently knocked away.

"Bastard!" Jim Jackson scolded in his heart, his hands were not soft, since he couldn't stop it, he had to give this parallel goods a little color.

Having made up his mind, Jim Jackson waved his arm again and hit Milicic on his forearm.

"Smack!"

Milicic was in pain, but gritted his teeth and clutched the basketball tightly in his hand, screamed, and smashed the basketball into the basket with all his strength.

"Wow!"

The fans at the scene suddenly let out an exclamation, and in their eyes before, it was like a parallel commodity like waste to score goals in this way.

Lamar was also shocked, and looking at Milicic, he even suspected that he had traveled back in time and met Sabonis in his prime.

After landing, Milicic immediately set his sights on the Knicks' bench, as if a volcanic eruption had been held for thousands of years, and yelled at Lamar with all his strength.

"Ahh

Lamar was stunned for a moment, then smiled, nodding and clapping. Milicic's goal is indeed commendable, and just look at the dark faces of the Houston Rockets players on the court, and their morale is completely exhausted.

Because of Milicic's earth-shattering dunk, the Houston Rockets no longer chose to struggle and completely gave up the game.